When your best friend is Jennifer Lawrence – cool things happen. Like getting invited to The Oscars. Laura Simpson experienced the coolness of her BFF.
She was her date at the Oscars.
And for that we get the real story of how Jennifer Lawrence fell.
I think the most interesting thing that they don’t show anyone on TV is the street leading up to the Oscars. Highland (between Sunset and Hollywood) is filled with barricades with different entry points so no crazy person can plow their car through, killing everyone on the red carpet. Guarding each entry point through the barricades are men in head to toe camouflage with gigantic automatic weapons (rifles? I don’t know guns). I try to take a photo of one and I’m stopped immediately. Completely lining the sidewalks of Highland are the Jesus freaks. I am not talking a few—I am talking every inch of the sidewalk is full of God-fearing picket signs and psalms. Some have megaphones and are yelling inaudible sermons and others just shouting at the line of black cars. Right before you get to the red carpet, you get to Westboro Baptists with huge yellow signs of pictures of Phillip Seymour Hoffman and Paul Walker saying “BURNING IN HELL” and other despicable things. It’s so surreal and hate-filled, I feel like I am heading to my own personal Salem Witch Trial. One thing is for sure: They think we’re all going to hell.
We finally arrive at the red carpet and as we exit the car, my date eats shit and uses my freshly done Lauren Conrad up do to break her fall. The crowd goes wild. There are flashbulbs and people circling yet no one asks if I need any help because unless you are famous at the Oscars, you are completely invisible. I have never experienced anything like it. The only time anyone talks to you is if you are in the way of his or her photo. Oh and photographers on the carpet yell “YOU IN THE HUGE DRESS, GET OUT OF THE FUCKING SHOT.” It’s incredible. It is no wonder actors are crazy. The carpet is filled with screaming fans and photographers who only care about you; everyone is salivating to talk to you and telling you how great you look. We finally make it to the end of the carpet and I decide to use the restroom before I sit. Jessica Biel holds the door open for me and compliments my dress—no human being should be allowed to have her face and body. I get inside and Margot Robbie from Wolf of Wall Street shows me her Kardashian-sized diamond ring in line for the toilet and says “I feel like a guy with a gun should be following me—I could be halfway to Mexico with this by now.” The lights begin to flicker and we are told we need to take our seats. I quickly pee and head to my seat.
So the Maze Runner Movie isn’t coming until September, but the way this year is going – for me at least – it will be here sooner than I can blink and say, “Whut, it’s September already?!” However, the trailer feels like it has been around and promised for ages and just when… WHEN IS IT COMING, HUH?
Well you know, James Dashner has been awful talkative on twitter about this film Divergent. Oh if you’ve been hanging around Fangirlish you know all about it. Okay, even if you haven’t been hanging around Fangirlish, you probably know all about it. Anyway… seems like Dashner bought a huge lot of tickets to go see it with some of his closest personal friends and his family. Now that doesn’t seem odd, but when you pair it up with the tweets he made right before telling us all about the tickets he bought, you sort of could surmise… that just maybe, the Maze Runner trailer will make its debut on the trailer reel before Divergent. Pretty darn stoked for that to happen actually!
Anyway… again, this is all speculation on our parts. Don’t hold us to it, until we run a post that says confirmed and link you to a source that’s reliable. :)
While you’re waiting though, have a lovely movie still featuring Kaya Scodelario:
She is gorgeous and so talented. So excited to see her on the big screen along with Dylan O’brien as Thomas and Teresa. Definitely think The Maze Runner is going to be amazing to see come to life on-screen.